The Rocky Road to Dublin
Well in the merry month of May
From me home I started left the girls of Tuam
Nearly broken hearted, saluted Father dear
Kissed me darling mother, drank a pint of beer
Me grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins
Brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' over the bogs
Frightenin' all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight me spirits bright and airy
Took a drop of the pure
Keep me heart from sinking
That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's off to drinking
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, 't would set your heart a bubblin'
An' asked if I was hired, wages I required
'Till I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it's such a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
Well then I took a stroll, all among the quality
Bundle it was stole, and in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'
Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
From there I got away, me spirits never falling
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing
The captain at me roared, said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, played some hearty jigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling
When off Holyhead wished meself was dead
Or better far instead
On the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Well now the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's isle they began abusing
"Hurrah me soul!" says I, me shillelagh I let fly
Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in
With a loud "Hurray!" joined in the affray
Quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Whack fol lol le rah
Whack fol lol le rah
From me home I started left the girls of Tuam
Nearly broken hearted, saluted Father dear
Kissed me darling mother, drank a pint of beer
Me grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins
Brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' over the bogs
Frightenin' all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight me spirits bright and airy
Took a drop of the pure
Keep me heart from sinking
That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's off to drinking
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, 't would set your heart a bubblin'
An' asked if I was hired, wages I required
'Till I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it's such a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
Well then I took a stroll, all among the quality
Bundle it was stole, and in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'
Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
From there I got away, me spirits never falling
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing
The captain at me roared, said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, played some hearty jigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling
When off Holyhead wished meself was dead
Or better far instead
On the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Well now the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's isle they began abusing
"Hurrah me soul!" says I, me shillelagh I let fly
Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in
With a loud "Hurray!" joined in the affray
Quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Whack fol lol le rah
Whack fol lol le rah
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